Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Silence, suffocating silence.

Honoria tilted her head strangely, wondering why a Latin word had such a powerful deterrent to him.

Painhurs could not speak for a long time. Back then, when Christina rescued herself from the Ostrogoths, the scene where she named her casually is vivid, but who knows, that blurted wooden vocabulary, translated into Latin, will actually be Is this word? ! And without knowing it, he was pushed by the invisible tide, step by step, expanding the territory of the Bloodrage clan and even the tribe into the territory of the Hungarian Empire.

In the dark, it seems that there is a pair of big hands that have been controlling the fate of the entire world.

"Ding--"

Suddenly, a crisp ringtone broke the silence in the room. The warchief hurriedly got up, struggling out of the awkward atmosphere, and opened the door of the hotel. Several graceful and graceful drow maids served the honorable guests. Here comes the delicacies of Egyptian characteristics.

"May you and your female companion have a wonderful evening."

The maids of Zall showed an ambiguous smile, and went to knock on the doorbell of the next house. And Peinhess, who was confused, did not hear the overtones of these dark-skinned elves.

The diet of the Egyptians is completely different from that of the grasslands. The Nile River basin has fertile soil and flourishing wheat. Almost all meals include bread, beer, figs with honey, and delicious lamb cooked with laurel, snakes, toads, etc. Some of the poisonous meat is quite delicious after removing the poison glands.

Painhus' brain is spinning fast, collecting all the historical data about Attila. How does Aetius deal with the Roman hostage in the tribe? Lord of Hoarfrost, what will Bleda do? What should Honoria do with the Roman princess in front of her? Each of these made him a headache, and he didn't want to enjoy the food at all. The carefully cooked fresh meat tasted like chewing wax in the white horse's mouth, and he did not taste the unique delicacy of Zhuoer.

And Honoria, who didn't know what happened to the tribal chief in front of her, slowly tasted the delicacy in front of her, and she also didn't know what she was thinking about.

"Pei·················Painhuis?"

Suddenly, a sigh broke the peculiar tranquility. Honoria's face was full of spring, and she half-kneeled in front of the dining table, dressed coarsely, her dark purple pupils were also a little blurred. On the delicate skin, densely lined with dripping sweat.

And the warchief also felt hot, and there was a flame burning between his back hooves—wait, what did the maids say when they delivered the food? Wish you and your female companion have a nice evening? Are drow customs so lustful? Put aphrodisiac directly into the food?

The Witchcraft Crown didn’t try to make this thing a harmful poison at all. Painhurs’s monster-like physique couldn’t suppress the medicinal properties, let alone the delicate princess, who was partially undressed on the bed. , I didn't understand what was going on, and my breath became more and more violent and disordered.

Penhurs, who was also a little confused and intrigued, slowly faded the drow-style red dress under the instinct, and completely liberated the princess’s blood-spraying beautiful ketone body from the clothes. Coming out, with trembling hands, kneading very skillfully, stroking her soft mountains and mysterious valleys.

Under the caress of the white horse, Honoria groaned joyfully, feeling the flame burning in her body lighten a little, she immediately twisted her slender waist, as if she could understand her without a teacher, and coordinated with the other's movements. , The small cherry lips, unconsciously leaned towards Painhurs's lips, greedily asking for more.

"Quick, quick—"

This kind of foreplay like drinking poison to quench thirst, after slightly satisfying the long princess's desire, the fire of greed immediately burned more vigorously than before. The unprecedented horror feeling made Honoria crazily, pale horse By the way, the divine oil allotted by the hotel was used, and in a scream full of pain and satisfaction, with a hard spear, he satisfied the boundless emptiness of the imperial princess.

A few bright and dripping blood-colored roses quietly bloomed on the white dragon cotton list that Painhurs had just purchased.

"Have you ever rode a horse? Your Majesty the Princess?"

Pain Hess stopped the slow waist movement, for fear of hurting this delicate human who had tasted Yunyu for the first time.

"Slow, slow, it hurts... No, don't listen."

Under the dual offensive of the love potion and desire, Honoria, who was already somewhat delirious, twisted her slender waist and complained.

"Of course, you, why are you asking this?"

"So, do you want to try to ride you on a horse?"

Pain Hess came up with a brand new gameplay, a few arcane tentacles, rolled up his newly bought white dragon cotton sheet, wrapped it on the lower body of his horse, and put Honoria’s graceful ketones. Body, sturdyly wrapped in it-at this moment, he suddenly discovered that the advanced arcane tentacles he used to transmit magic had a real touch, so he tentatively leaned toward the princess's body and gently rubbed it. Her tender skin. Kneading the two proud peaks, experiencing the wonderful touch from the tentacles.

"ready to go."

The warchief shredded the space directly and appeared on the uninhabited beach outside Alexandria. The vast expanse of stars spread the cold starlight on the white horse's body, and the sound of the sea tide hitting the beach sounded very sweet and beautiful.

"You are crazy! This is the wild! Someone will see it!"

Honoria let out a soft cry, but she couldn't bear the supreme happiness that she had tasted for the first time in her life.

"It's night, and here is a deserted beach again, and you are lying under my belly with white dragon skin as a barrier. Everyone can see you, Your Majesty. Don’t you want to experience this wonderful Do you feel it?"

Painhurs was in great interest, and the pale and godlike four hoofs kicked fiercely, instantly turning into an afterimage that the naked eye could not catch. The whole horse and horse were like a winter storm, galloping across the Egyptian wilderness under the stars. Sometimes rushing quickly, sometimes strolling leisurely, suddenly turning sharply, suddenly like a sharp arrow, fighting fiercely in the sky, quietly jumping to the ground...

Honoria bit her lips to avoid screaming in the wilderness, but with the incomparable skills of the white horse, let alone the unmanned princess, even Herniwell This kind of sophisticated drow sometimes couldn't bear it. Soon, with the actions of the warchief, he uttered a soft and joyful moan.

The princess feels like a small boat in a storm. The happy waves are higher than the other waves. She has been thrown high in the sky by the waves of pleasure several times, and then sank into the deep seabed, hot waves. Constantly scouring her weak and delicate body, Honoria, who reached the peak several times, once again reached bliss under the baptism of the last heat wave.

Painhurs tore the portal again and returned to the hotel. The arcane tendril gently held the princess’s sweaty and weak ketone body, gently placed it on the bed, and covered her with a bedding. The great chief who was having a lot of fun, gently kissed her forehead as the end of this crazy night.

"Good night, Your Majesty."

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